June 30, 2009
June 29, 2009
June 26, 2009
The last day of camp was a good. Ken, the director of the camp, took us on a hike to Sioux Charley Lake. It was 3 miles in and 3 miles out. He hiked up with his fishing pole, and he caught a fish in the lake. The river coming down was rushing so fast and was so high because of all the snow that was melting.
This post is going to sound a little short and weird, but I have some sort of a reason. I am so tired. I am ready for a long nap, but am even more ready to see Tauni, Michael and Zoe. I miss them so much.
Last night was very cool. I talked about walking on water. What I call the “road” that I have taken. It went very well. When I gave the students a chance to come and put their fears and obstacles in the boat, actually a green kayak, they came in droves. I think there were people there before I could even get out of the way. Joseph Barkley came up and played “You Never Let Go” by Matt Redman, which has seemed to be an anthem for me for the last 6 months or so. The band was amazing for the entire week. It was so good to work, and play with them.
I pray that God continues to use this week to impact Jr. High, the counselors, the camp staff and the camp ground summer staff.
June 25, 2009
Yesterday was a good day. Started out by eating a delicious omelette. Next, headed into Absarokee, Montana, with the band. It is about a 25 minute drive, which we were making to sit inside a coffee shop and enjoy the wifi offered. Once we got there, the shop was closed. We don’t know why. Was it just for today, for the week, month, forever… we don’t know. There were no more coffee shops, and only one place with wifi. The information center, which seemed to be a combo antique, tourist information… etc. We all sat outside with our macs, and talking on our cell phones. It was pretty funny to see. The locals were all driving by and trying to figure out what was going on. I wanted to take pictures of their faces, because it was priceless. There is a picture floating around of us sitting there taken by Oscar, the keys player in Joseph Barkley, which I will have to get my hands on.
We came back just in time for lunch. Wow, the food here is amazing. There is a wide variety here. It makes me think of Bob Evans (thanks dad). We had pizza, cheese filled bread sticks, tacos, hamburgers, hotdogs… it was awesome.
In the afternoon we headed out to the firing range. It is the first time I have shot a gun probably since middle school, with my dad at Men’s Retreat. The difference is, that was a 22, and this was a lot bigger. I have no idea what it was, but it had the two huge missile looking “bullets” that we loaded each time. We shot at this discs that were shot into the air. It was pretty sweet. I shot 19 out of 50, which I was pumped about. The gun knocked me backward the first time because of the kick. NICE!!
Last night I was starting to feel tired, not just physically, but emotionally and spiritually as well. I spoke about not just stopping at words when we know what God wants us to do, but to Just Do It. It is the action that is the obedience that God wants. There are times we need to plan, and think, but there is always an action, and we need to get on it.
It was after I was done that I was hit very hard with the low that I hit when I am doing a number of sessions in a row. It was a drain, that I can’t explain. It is a loneliness, and yet I know that I am not alone. I miss my family, Tauni and the kids, my extended family, my community of support, and their lifting me up. It is a hard thing. I just kind of walked around, sat around and was very hard for me to focus, engage, even connect with people. I hate that feeling. It doesn’t help when I am unable to have cell reception, to make those connections happen.
I hit the wall last night, but am ready to break through it today. I actually slept till 7:30 today, which is an hour longer than my previous nights.
June 24, 2009
Yesterday I had the chance to go white water rafting with the band, Joseph Barkley, Kyle, and the guy that owned the equipment, Marvin. We got to the river, stepped in the water, and it was freezing. We started down, paddling, and I had to ask about the temp. He said it was probably about 38 degrees. So, a little cold. I was sitting in front, so I took the brunt of the water coming. Well, me and Mark got destroyed. Mark is the lead guitarist from Joseph Barkley. It was funny at first, and as it hit my body, I would let out this little high pitched noise. Let’s just say, I did it quite a bit. With about a mile or so to go out of the 11 mile trip, I began to ask myself if I could go any farther. My legs, feet and hands were completely numb, and they were beginning to hurt. The funniness of the water coming over turned into just being angry every time it breached the side. When we saw the dock, I believe it was the best thing I had ever seen. We had to paddle pretty hard to get over there, but we were all very willing to put in the extra work to get it done. As we got out, we had to carry the boat out, and I could barely walk. I couldn’t feel my legs, which made it difficult to carry a boat. It made for a great illustration last night, but I know I wouldn’t do it again this week.
Last night I talked about trust, trusting God and knowing that he will do what is best for us, he designed us, and has our best interest in mind. The secondary but I believe almost equally important, is our trust in people around us, the community of church, because it is those two trusts that develop us and draw us closer to what God is doing. It is all about relationship, no matter how cheesy it may sound, is true.
I am a little tired because my body is still alined with Ohio time, which wakes me up around 6:00 to 6:30, no matter what time I go to bed. But hey, I can fake it for a week, right?
June 23, 2009
I had a chance to “hike”, which for me was on 4 wheels in an Isuzu Rodeo, about 3/4 of the way up some of the Beartooth Mountains. It was awesome.
Last night I spoke for the first time to the 7th and 8th grade students. I spoke about listening to the voice of God, and listening for the “pssst” of God. It was a great night. At the end, I gave them a chance to raise their hands if they wanted to follow God with everything that they have, and had probably half the room, of 150 students raise their hand, and added another 1/4 as I asked the question about wanting to train their ears to hear and recognize His voice.
I brought all the leaders up front and opened up the front as a place for the students to be able to come and pray with the leaders. By the end, I would say almost all of them took the opportunity to come, save a few, to pray, as the band, Plumbline, played. It was awesome.
Thanks for the emails of prayers and reminders of people praying for the camp and me as I continue to do what God has called me to. God is sweet, and I love having the opportunity to follow Him, and do exactly what I feel God has designed me for.
June 22, 2009
Montana is beautiful. This is my first time here, and I can see for miles. From Billings, We were able to see the mountains over 100 miles away. It is nice. The camp is up in the mountains, with some snow covered mountains just a couple of miles away. I might have to hit them up sometime this week. We are planning on going whitewater rafting, but not sure about the fly fishing yet. The water I guess is going to make it pretty rough because of all the runoff from the mountains, which makes the white water rafting even more dangerous. There is mountain boarding, which is skateboarding on grass downhill, so I will try not to get hurt doing that. We will see what the week brings. God is definitely on the move and am excited to see what that is.
June 21, 2009
So I had a crazy trip on Saturday getting here to Montana. I had a flight scheduled for Saturday morning to leave at 7:55 am. I got an email, which luckily I checked, at 7:22 pm on Friday telling me that my flight had been cancelled and was rescheduled for Sunday morning. I spent an hour and a half on not one, but 2 different phones, trying to get it changed back to Saturday. I finally did and was scheduled to fly out on Saturday at 7:12 pm.
I get to the airport and everything is going great. It is then announced that the plane is running a little late, but we will be off by 7:30. I get on the plane, and after sitting there for a few minutes, talking with my neighbor, I realize that there is something wrong. I don’t know what, but definitely something wrong. I noticed a guy from the airline come in and ask a guy in 1st class to get up and get off the plane. He then pulls 2 guys from economy and takes them up to first class where the guy was sitting. I am confused at this point. I then see this same guy come in and ask two more passengers, sitting very close to me, to get up and get off the plane. I hear him tell them that there are passengers on the plane that do not have seats. I look to the rear of the plane and see 4 people standing in the back. How in the world do people actually, physically, get on a plane without a seat? Isn’t that something that should be taken care of before being on the plane. Then an argument breaks out between some passengers and one of the male flight attendents. They are asked to leave. So, that seems to take all the passengers off that need to so that we can take off. Throughout this whole ordeal, I am watching my clock because I have a connecting flight in Denver with an hour layover. I am also carrying on a conversation with my neighbor while my ADD is kicking in and watching this whole thing. We took flight finally at 8:30. I am worried at this point, because my hour layover became a 4 minute lay over. We made up some time in the air, but not enough to grab a bite to eat in Denver because I hadn’t eaten anything since lunch, and was starving. I got to my connection just before they closed the doors. It was crazy, but I made it. I was sure I was going to be spending the night on the floor of the airport that night.
We made it out to camp, only to find that there is no cell coverage, unless we drive a considerable distance, so connecting with my family is going to be a hit and miss thing this week. I told Michael he can call me 108 times if he wants, but I won’t always be able to answer the phone. Actually, I will never be able to answer the phone at this point.